The Wedding Photographer (Paperback)

This was the worst flight of Risha Kohli's life.
Scratch that. This was most likely the worst day of her life, even though it hadn't started out that way. Despite being unable to check-in online the night before, Risha had managed to secure an aisle seat on a seventeen- hour flight from Los Angeles to New Delhi.
The thought of spending those many hours squashed between two fat desi uncles, travelling from 'Amreeka' to 'mera desh meri mitti' had kept her up all night. Which is why Risha nearly passed out with relief upon discovering that the alphabet next to her seat number corresponded with an aisle seat. Imagine her pleasant surprise when she learnt that her seat number was, in fact, the exact same as her bra size. Best day ever, right?